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Would You Like This Bottle?

To celebrate Niall from TShocks.net has rebooted the famous Millenium milk bottle for a new millenium whenever that may be.

The re-usable bottles come in 2 sizes 500ml and 1L.

Perfect for the damn vintage retro ironic hipster in your family.

We have 5 – yes FIVE – of the large bottles to give away (and will be delivered before Xmas should you reside in Dublin) in a one-in-a- Milk-enium giveaway

Just finish this sentence.

My one abiding memory of the ‘aluminium’ is……

The five judged finest will secure a bottle EACH..

Lines close at 2.45pm 4.45pm.

The bottles are available to buy at Designist on South Great George’s or online at Tshock.net. Niall will also be selling them from his stall all at the Christmas Market at the Twisted Pepper on Middle Abbey Street) this afternoon from 4-10pm.

The year 1988 was going fine, until my favourite cat got squashed on the road – 28th October, it was a Wednesday. Bin day was a Wednesday too. The bin truck didn’t take him away though, because we got there first. Buried in the back garden. Listening to A-ha on my yellow walkman helped to get me through. I hope I win this millenum milk bottle.

My memory of the millenium was the pedantic school teacher we had who disagreed with the whole thing 1) because it was a blatant rip off of the Cork Bicentennial celebrations
2) because Dublin was far older than 1000 years old
3) the correct word was apparently “millenary”

My one abiding memory of the ‘aluminium’ were the commemorative syringes with yellow, blue and red tassels that were sold by Digs Murphy on O’Connell Bridge for 50p. I still have one somewhere that I use for special occasions like. Apart from that I can’t remember a damned thing.

My one abiding memory of the ‘aluminium’ is Ireland at the Euros.
The smugness of teh English players on the bus traveling to the ground as shown on ITV.
Ray Houghton making sure they left the stadium a little less Smug
Ronnie Whelan shinning it past the Russian goalkeeper who was the best in the world at the time.
Then the heartbreak of a spinning ball against the Dutch.
Good times as witnessed by a 12 year old!
I also started in Secondary school in September and I remember how daunting it was…..

What I remember most about the ‘aluminium’ (if that’s what we’re talking about) is not only the birds pecking the top of the bottles to get at the cream, but my nanny’s remarkable inginuity in leaving an egg cup outside the door every night so the milk man could pop it on top of the milk bottle! Take THAT pesky birds!!

My memory of Dublin in 1988 was that the pubs closed at 11.30pm – same time that the last bus departed and you couldn’t get a taxi for love nor money. Seeing as it was 1988, probably couldn’t afford one anyway.